I am always a sucker for a captivity fic so please tell me more 👀
So Yassen has Alex captive in a cabin somewhere really snowy (Russia? Norway? who knows) and took away Alex's shoes so he can't run. But then Alex isn't going to let that stop him, except his escape attempt does not go as planned...
The plastic bags, the ones he had taped around his socks to make them waterproof, had ripped and torn, and snow had started to get in the wool of the socks. A quick check revealed that his other foot was in the same condition. Alex stared down the path, torn with indecision. He'd already come so far, but what were the odds that he would find somewhere to shelter and warm his feet before they got frozen? He remembered Ian's lessons on surviving in extreme cold: wet clothes could be a death sentence. Maybe he could push through, accept the fact that he would get frostbite in his feet as long as he got to destination, but Alex didn't even know where he was going. It was foolishness to continue. Which left going back, to the cabin and to Yassen. Alex glanced back the way he'd come. His tracks were still there, clear in the moonlight shining through the trees. Would Yassen be awake by the time Alex returned? Would he know Alex had slipped out? The odds were not in his favour, but as cold seeped into his toes, Alex decided he'd rather face Yassen's punishment than dying of exposure when his feet gave out underneath him. At least Yassen had seemed to want him alive. With a dread settling cold in his stomach, and his feet slowly turning numb, Alex started retracing his steps.
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